The Froth Beneath the Iron Shield

Poetic Rendering

Trying to guard water-froth
with an iron shield
what folly is this, O man?
For this body too is but a bubble,
glittering for a breath in the sun,
vanishing the next moment
into the formless vastness.
Unless the living breath bows
to the Giver of all breath,
O Koodalasangamadeva,
this bustle of life and death
remains nothing more
than froth under a shield
bright for an instant,
empty forever.

Spiritual Context

Interpretation

The Cosmic Reality

Shata Sthala

Practical Integration

Modern Application

Essence

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